Make Me Really Smile, Again.

I look out the window of Maricella's car as we drive down my street. The sun is setting, the sky is painted with beautiful purples, yellows, oranges, an pinks (even though I'm not a big pink fan), and the snow on the ground just makes it gorgeous. It's so beautiful I think to myself as we pull up my driveway.
"Bye Mrs. Urie," I laugh because Maricella said in the old tree house that her and Brendan Urie got married and it was so beautiful and I was her bridesmaid. And she also asked me why I did remember because I was the one who started a food fight at dinner and got drunk and me and Ronnie Radke got married the same day (she didn't really say the me being Mrs. Radke thing really I did but she agreed.) And I was like if it was today than I wouldn't have been drunk though.
"Bye Rocks," she said about to give me hug but I wouldn't let her because I have something very important to ask her.
"I'll give a hug but I need to ask you something," I said looking at her with a seriousness written across my forehead. She nodded and gave a 'please proceed' gesture. "Will you be my child's godmother?" I asked and once I said godmother her face lit up and started to jump up and down in her seat.
"Holy shit, yes! I spoil that kid rotten, I'll throw you a baby shower, help you though the pregnancy hormones, and help you buy the baby shit that you don't get the shower but most importantly I'll be there for you," after she said those eight touching words she that started to rant even more than before.
"Ok, calm your titties you don't need to rant like it's the end of the world," I said as she calmed herself down by taking deep breaths. "Now, that you calm I've gotta go bye fairy godmother." I said giving her a hug before opening the car door.
"Goodbye, to you too Mrs. Radke," she said in a bad fake British accent earning a faint laugh from me. She than quickly rubbed my stomach and said in the voice people use when they talk to babies: "you be good for your mummy and don't be a jack ass about making her throw up because you made my backyard smell like puke."

I laughed one last time, got out of the car, and slammed the door shut. Once, she drove away I turned on my heels and started walking in my house.

I walk in my house, there's no lights on except the ones in my kitchen. Suddenly I hear my mom yell: "why does this fucking mixer keep spraying me?"

Why the fuck is my mom cooking? She never cooks unless someone I'm really close to dies or got in an accident or if she needs to talk to me about something that I don't want to talk about. Shit, no I don't want to tell her she'll be so mad! My mind started racing on what I should do.

I finally decided what to do when my mom yelled: "fuck it I'm going to go buy brownies," and slammed the mixing bowl into the sink. I quickly ran down the hall the was to the left of the door, ran into my room, and as quietly as possible closed my door. I pull my phone out of my back pocket and jump on my bed.

I read the screen of my iPhone it read message: unknown Hey this is Gerard Way I found this number on a piece of paper in the hallway at school by locker 3055. That makes since Maricella asked me for my number again because she got a new phone and she was wearing the same jeans.

Hey Gerard it's Rocky please don't tell anyone not even your family about my pregnancy I don't want anyone to know until I get my baby bump. Ok? Thank you. I press send and start watching The Nightmare On Elm Street (the 2010 version) on my phone.
---------------------------------------------1 hour and 30 minutes later

"Rocky, I've got home aid brownies," my mom yelled down the hallway. I chuckled at my mom saying 'home said brownies.' I jump out of bed my bare feet hitting the cold hard wood floor.
"One second mom and I was home when you yelled 'fuck it I'm going to go buy brownies,'" I yelled pulling my headphones out my ears and throwing my phone on my bed. I walk out my bedroom and into the living room. My mom is sitting on the fuzzy black couch in the cozy and familiar light grey living room but this time it has bright lights on.
"Rocky, we need to talk about that thing we talked about this morning," she said in a very serious tone and patted a spot next to her. I nodded and sat down on the couch next to her nervousness fluttering in my stomach. "Rocky, sweetie I need to know if you know who r-r-r-raped you you need to tell me so he can be arrested." She choked on the word rape which I don't blame her at all I would've too. I adjusted my glasses a little.
"I c-c-c-can't," I choked out as tears welled up in my eyes which I was surprised even the slightest bit left. She started to rub my back gently.
"Rocky, if you want this guy to be put in jail than you better tell me, sweetie," she said to me as calmly as she could. I need to tell her I thought to myself.
"B-B-B-B-Bob Bryar," I managed to spit out before bursting into tears. My mom rubbed my trying to calm me down.
"You mean the guy that you dated last year the one that cheated on you with a cheerleader?" She asked me in a calming voice even though just that sentence made me cry more. See, Bob and I had dated for a year and some months I think it was two or three but I'm not sure but one day I was going to meet him at the football field after school because he said something about a picnic. When, I went there I found him and Brooke Carson kissing in the middle of the field so I yelled at him 'you sick bastard why cheat on me with some slutty cheerleader.' Which by calling her a slutty cheerleader got me beat up by the whole entire cheerleading squad. But of course he yelled back at me 'Rocky she kissed me you've always been the one for me my guardian angel.' Once he said that I yelled 'quit your fucking lying Bob' than I flipped him off and ran back to my house.

I finally stopped crying and decided I was too tired to stay awake right now so I asked my mom if I could go take a nap and she said yes I could because she needed to call the cops.

I went in my room, jumped on my bed, and fell into a dreamless sleep once my head hit the pillow.

Notes

Hey guys so I tried updating last night but my mom rented me The Nightmare On Elm Street on iTunes and I really wanted to watch it.


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